My city 2: The terrifying history Zhalovskoy, or the Spider
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But let it pass, with school. Now in it there are occupations. Let's look what is done now by Larisa?
She approached the lane where to be the Pike, and having turned into the yard, saw Roman standing with flowers, waiting for it. It was in high spirits today. The matter is that the day before it it is made accidentally understood that on the presentation on which it was. Was together with Larisa, some unclear in the way there was his wife Vera, and learned about everything. Yes, I will tell you? Situation? However, Roman long was not upset. In the end of the ends Vera all the same would learn the truth. It is better earlier, than later, whether a lie? Of course, it is the truth. To carry weight freight on heart very hard, the truth then to tell then this truth, much more difficult. But when it is the person will make, he will feel true simplification not only on heart, but also in the soul.
Roman unexpectedly for himself fell in love with Larisa. Fell in love with that without understanding, and now when Larisa reported to him about the pregnancy, Roman was in the seventh heaven! Larisa was happy too. It was her firstborn. The child conceived on love. But. Always there is but, in any of a situation, and it, but was nearby. Belief – Roman's wife how to be with it? They together lived many years, and hardly Roman will divorce Vera. Silence. Both of them looked at each other a loving look and were silent. They had nothing to speak each other. All of them understood without words. Yes, always easily we read love language, as well as language of hatred and contempt. Contempt for the person whom you hate. You hate with all the heart, you hate all heart, all interiors of the body. I write it as Larisa learns what is hatred and contempt. Now Roman suggested to go to his mother, and to tell everything to her about them. But Larisa had no time now to go together with Roman to it home that he acquainted her with the mother. She assured it that today hours in six, it will come to it home. Also settled upon that.
In the evening, hours in six, the call to a door was distributed. The melody of a nightingale calmed to a shower living in this apartment Nadezhda. Already advanced in years, it did not take out noise of the daily city and therefore it exchanged on not brisk street. The greens, silence, only some cars passing on this street reminded that Nadezhda lives in the city. Do you ask in what part of Moscow she lived? Station Veshnyaki. Between the station and the subway. The wood, greens, birdies sing. What else is necessary to the person?
The door was opened by Nadezhda. Having looked at Larisa, she asked.
– You to whom? – and these words were pronounced so carelessly and cold that Larisa understood if there is a conversation with this woman, then it will be quite rigid. The matter is that Roman was late, he told the mother that today to them Larisa will come, and all of them together have to discuss all current situation.
Larisa was presented.
– My name is Larisa. – then she asked – And Roman houses?
The hope answered also cold, as well as began a conversation with Larisa.
– He is out. – then she asked. – And to you it, what for?
Larisa answered.
– He asked me to come.
The hope carefully asked.
– And?
Here became Larisa finally clearly that she is an undesirable guest here. On the person of Hope everything was clear. She considered it the true evil. Body furuncle, a cancer tumor which needs urgently to be removed.
Larisa just told.
– We should talk?
– To talk? – Nadezhda grinned. – About what?
Larisa immediately told.
– It will be a question of Roman.
The hope pricked up the ears. She did not expect that Larisa who came to it will dare to cross a threshold of her house.
– About Roman? – as if without understanding Nadezhda told. And what? "With my son everything is all right" – she told so as if she did not understand at all what was meant by Larisa when she told that it will be a question of Roman? – with my son everything is all right. We have nothing with you to speak about it.
Larisa told the convincing tone.
– No, is about what, believe.
The hope frowned, and with clean that on is a jeer asked.
– Well and about what with you to speak to me?
Here Larisa blurted out.
– About the child.
The hope choked. Then thought.
"Yes as she dares? To come to me to the apartment and to say that she is pregnant. She is pregnant, and me what? Well she became pregnant what it? Each woman will give rise sooner or later what to a tut of it"?
Here Larisa added.
– Father Roman, your son.
Here Nadezhda stood. It was in full confusion. If she still hoped that this woman will leave while the going is good that she will manage to show the door it, and to tell Roman that it did not come, then here was absolutely differently. According to her, Larisa was only the impudent maid who deigned to come to it home and to say that her son the father of her child? It had enough impudence to say directly it all this directly? Here is the BOUGH! The BOUGH also is.
Larisa asked permission to enter the apartment to talk in a quiet situation.
Nothing remained to Nadezhda how to invite her to the apartment where they had a serious conversation.
But before we will look how there lives Nadezhda. She lived in three to the apartment. Ancient furniture, the nineteenth century was not bad combined with an interior. One of rooms was a study of Nadezhda. In it there was a table book racks on which there were many books. The books relating to history and philosophy. The matter is that she was a teacher, the dean of the historical and philosophical university in one of the cities being the USSR. The second room was sleeping. In it there was a bed, the TV, and other. The third room was a drawing room. Nadezhda received guests in it.
Having passed to the living room, Larisa asked.
– It is possible to sit down?
To sit down was where. The big table standing in the middle of the room, seemed as it is impossible the best in order that at it to hold negotiations.
The hope cold answered.
– And I have a choice? Of course you sit down. – then she grinned. – Not to stand to us really?
Larisa sat down at a table, and Nadezhda opposite to her. She told.
– I listen.
Larisa asked.
– Tell, you it is aware of our situation with Roman?